When on holiday in Ibiza several years ago I awoke one Sunday morning to find a photo shoot taking place just beneath my balcony.
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Just 1.5 miles off the south west coast of Ibiza lies the mysterious island of Es Vedra. The island ha no human inhabitants – although a Carmelite monk spent a brief period there in retreat in 1855. Its steep slopes and caves are populated only by wild goats. But it is also home to a sub-species Ibizan lizard and to a colony of an endangered bird of prey, the Eleonora’s falcon.
Es Vedra also seems to attract its own micro climate, its peak frequently being cloaked in low cloud or swirling mist.
Not surprisingly, the island has been the source of many myths and legends: it was said to the the home of sirens and sea-nymohs who tried to lure Odysseus; it was the holy island of Tanit, the Phoenician lunar goddess; more recently there have been numerous sightings of UFO’s. There is also a fable about the Giant of Es Vadra.
For me, Es Vedra has always had a strange fascination.
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Perhaps an explanation of the title would be helpful. The first post on this blog was posted on 9 May 2011. So, today is the third anniversary and I have posted 1344 photos during these three years – hence today is number 1345. The photo on that first day was of wild flowers in Ibiza. It seems fitting to mark the occasion with a picture from the same series.
The statistics from WordPress indicate that there have been more than 44000 views and it is an opportune time thank those of you who ‘drop in’ – whether regularly or from time to time. I hope that you will continue to enjoy what you find here. Thank you.
This photo was taken in Dalt Vila, the old quarter of Ibiza Town, during siesta time at the beginning of Holy Week. It is a scene that is typically Ibecan – the tall white buildings containing flats and apartments; the balconies complete with washing (and often a canary or linnet in a cage); electricity cables attached to the outside of buildings in a seemingly precarious manner showing little awareness of health and safety regulations; the steep, narrow passageways and streets etc. But look, too, at the people. The senora holds pride of place in the foreground, resting her weary feet it would seem. At the far end a group of young senoritas are engaged in ….. whatever it is young senoritas talk about! One of the fellows seems to be deep in thought. The nearest one is painting his cross, presumably in readiness for the procession that evening or the following evenings.